Some “Special Cosplay”

Noire had a badly kept secret: she liked cosplay.

Noire felt that it was a secret only she knew, but the truth was that everyone else already knew, but decided not to say anything, simply because they found it funny. Such things were a big juxtaposition to the cold demeanor of the goddess, which were very entertaining to everyone else.

What they didn’t know was the kind of cosplay that Noire had ordered.

Noire checked the Basilicom once more to be sure no one was around. Uni had gone to hang out with Nepgear, so she didn’t have to worry about her. After checking the Basilicom for the third time, she finally fled to her room, where a package laid on her bed.

With shaky hands, she opened the box and pulled out the outfit inside. She had ordered it from a certain club fan that she had met with discreetly.

She gazed the the replica of Neptune’s outfit, which was surprising accurate to the real thing, kind of scarily so. Of course, it was fitted to actually fit her body, such as the chest, which had been expanded to fit her bust.

Noire didn’t even want to imagine what would happen if someone caught her in this. Taking a glance at the door, she quickly stripped naked, and started putting on the outfit. She started with the striped bra and panties, wondering how the person had known what they looked like. They fit her comfortably. She slipped on the socks and shoes next, then the undershirt, followed by the jacket. She did her hair up as best she could to match Neptune’s hair, and inserted the hair clips. Once she was sure she had everything, she stepped back and admired herself in the mirror.

As she stared at herself dressed in Neptune’s clothes, she wondered why she had decided to do this. She had suddenly had the idea to secretly order a fitted replica of Neptune’s outfit and dress up as her. It had taken a bit of work to anonymously find someone to do the job, but she had found a way.

She had to admit, seeing a version of Neptune’s outfit where the chest was actually substantial was kind of strange. Then again, there was that one girl...

She turned around to see the back. The jacket hung down comfortable past the butt, enough to be modest.

Of course, just like all the other outfits she did, she wasn’t cosplaying for an audience, just herself. Maybe it was that idea that helped spur her to do what she did next.

“My name is Neptune, CPU of Planeptune!” She said in her best impression of Neptune’s voice. “I’m lazy and enjoy playing games way too much when I should be doing work! Nepgear, can you get me some food? Hey...maybe you can make something that automatically delivers food! Like a butler robot! Would you be able to make it handsome?” Noire kept it up, making exaggerated movements as she mimicked Neptune badly.

“Hey, Nepgear, let’s skip out of doing any actual work and go see Noire!” She said. “I’m sure she enjoys my presence, huh? I’m pretty much her only friend, which makes me pretty special to her, obviously. She always seems annoyed when I show up, but I’m sure she actually feels quite happy when I show up. I make her somewhat boring life interesting with every visit.” Without realizing it, Noire’s impression of Neptune began to slip. “She may hide it, but I know she likes having me around. She likes hearing the bizarre things that come out of my mouth. She...likes playing games with me. Sure, she wants to get work done, but getting to relax with me is a nice break from the day. My smile...brightens her day...my laugh...makes her want to laugh as well.” The voice was gone now, and it was just Noire. She simply stared at herself in the mirror as she continued to talk. “My...lewd actions and comments seem to make her angry, but really she’s just embarrassed. She secretly wants more. She wants to feel my hands on her body.” Noire wasn’t aware of her hand trailing down her body as she spoke. “When...she sees my lips, she can’t help but wonder what they feel like...what kind of words could come out from them into her ear, and make her feel...so good.” Noire’s hand was at the bottom of the jacket now. “She wonders...how I look under my clothes, feels jealous that Nepgear gets to take showers with me...and see me...like that...” She moaned as her hand went underneath the panties, and found a wetness between her legs.

Noire stumbled back onto her bed, breathing heavily as she felt arousal through her entire body. “Sh-she would love it if I showed up one day and just...lunged at her...placed my hands on her chest, feeling their softness under my fingers...and she’d do the same.” Her other hand moved upwards to her chest, where she laid it on her breast, gently squeezing it. “Even if they’re small, she’d love to just caress my chest, feeling the hard nubs...pinching them, sucking them...” She squeezed harder, thumbing her hardened nipples through the fabric, sending jolts of pleasure through her upper body.

At the same time, Noire moved her hand onto her pussy, meaning as she pressed into the sensitive flesh. “Th-then...I’d rip off her clothes like an animal, desperate to get to her body underneath. I’d attack it, my tongue moving all over her beautiful skin as she reached behind me and gripped my amazing ass tightly.” Noire stroked her clit, making her more and more wet as she started to shiver.

“Sh-she’d beg for more, for more contact, more love, more everything. My tongue would slowly move down, down, over her stomach...” Noire slipped one finger inside, making her gasp as her body shook. She began thrusting it, imagining it was Neptune’s finger. “M-my tongue would move down to her smooth crotch, where I would tease her dripping went pussy. I’d lick up her delicious juices, enjoying her moans as I approach once more.” Noire’s movements increased rapidly as her mind spun through the fantasy. “I’d force my tongue inside, hearing her gasp and moan in pleasure. My tongue would wiggle around, sending every nerve in her body into a panic as she tried to comprehend the intense ecstasy’s she was feeling.” Noire moaned loudly as she felt herself coming closer. “She’d feel it building inside her as my tongue moved around, licking up every dripping ounce of juice, u-until she finally...finally...” Noire shoved her finger deep inside as she...

“N-NEPTUUUUUUUNE!!” She yelled as she climaxed, shooting out, coating her hand and the panties. She shook as it all came out, and when it was finally done, she collapsed backward on the bed, sweating and breathing heavily. A smile covered her face as she tried to catch her breath, and a giggle managed to escape past her lips.

“N-Noire?”

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When Uni had come over, Nepgear became too distracted to pay attention to Neptune, and they wanted alone time, so they didn’t even play three player on a game.

So, of course, Neptune went to bother Noire.

She flew over in excitement, ready to pester Noire until she gave in and played with her. It seemed that it became easier and easier every time she did, which made Neptune happy.

When she finally reached the balcony of the Basilicom, she transformed back into her human form, sticking a fancy landing for an audience of no one. Neptune quickly rushed to Noire’s “office”, and was surprised to find no one there.

Neptune wandered around the empty building for a while until she heard a voice. She immediately recognized it as Noire’s, but something about it seemed...different.

She followed the voice until she reach Noire’s room. She slowly crept the door open, and was shocked by the sight she saw.

It was Noire, but she was wearing what seemed to be a fairly good replica of her own outfit! She also seemed to be mumbling a bizarre fantasy of a sexual encounter between the two as she appeared to be masturbating.

Neptune knew she shouldn’t be seeing this, but she couldn’t help but watch in awe as Noire ran through the very hot scenario. It was enough to even make Neptune feel some things herself. She watched as Noire came, and collapsed onto the bed. Neptune knew she should flee while she had the chance, but, for whatever reason, she did something else.

“N-Noire?”

Noire shot up in pure terror as Neptune slowly creaked the door open and stepped inside. “Wh-wh-wh-“ Noire stuttered, her face more red than Neptune had ever seen it.

“Why...are you...what did...” Neptune even found herself struggling to find words. Finally, she got it out. “Why are you masturbating dressed as me?!” Noire’s face somehow paled while still red as a tomato.

“How...how long have you been watching?” Noire asked. Neptune considered lying, but she decided not to.

“Since you first started.” She answered. Noire’s legs shook. “So, what is-?”

“I-I can explain!” Noire’s aid, trembling. Neptune stared at her, her own face burning. Noire stared back, and Neptune could see her trying to think of something. Finally, something broke the intense silence.